Pickles Gonzales - D. A. D. (Death of an Art Director) Lyrics

Back and forth
Sweet and slow
There's time to waste

You can drag that knife
Just like a smoke
Back to my throat
Chotto Matte

Oh you
Envy all my gain
Well you
Can have it
All

Get on a bus
Get on a jeep
Get on a train
And still son I'm 'bout to be late

Don't care about your pride
Respect the grind
Put on the work
And then go home

Can't wait to go outside
Get out of sight
I'm sick of work
Wanna come home

Don't need these leeches on my side
This blood is mine not yours
Just leave me alone

I'm hungry need some food
To feed my wife
Don't mind my plate
You got your own

Eight to Five
Work
Sleep
Eat
Funk
Work
Sleep